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 Trust - MF bondage, toys by Bryce Denison

   It has been 10 years since I have spent any quality time with Denise.  I
meet up with her back in Calgary and she tells me about how she can't trust
men anymore.  I devise a way for her to regain her ability to trust guys
that plays on her sense of self.  After all if she can't trust men, how
will Denise ever be completely happy?

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   We go to a house party together and it is in full swing.  It is winter
time so people have coats which are being kept stacked on a single bed in a
small bedroom.  Along the wall are mirrored sliding closet doors.I brought
a sports bag with me.  In it is the inflatable butt plug, a large rubber
cock, a ball gag, a round hand mirror, lube, straps and a towel.  Items we
purchased nearly two hours ago at the shop in the mall, laughing our guts
off.

   We enter the room together and shut the door the hustle and bustle of
the party now a bit muted.  I push the door knob to lock it.  We move
pretty quickly and our hearts are beating a bit faster.  I push you face
down across the bed.  So that your butt is facing the locked door and your
face is facing the mirrored closet doors.  Your head is hanging over the
bed, and your legs are bent over the other side of the bed.  I strap both
your ankles and wrist together as you are draped over the bed.

   I lift up your skirt and pull down your panties.  I decide I want them
completely down to your ankles.  You push your ass back when I pull them
off and I notice that your cunt is already super wet, shiny with your
honey.

   With the sports bag beside me I take out the butt plug and place it on
the bed beside you with the lube.  I take out the ball gag (fluorescent
green) and walk around to face you.  You open your mouth wide and while I
hold your chin I stuff the ball in and tightened its straps behind your
head.  The ball gag totally fills your mouth, lips are stretching around
it, but you don't notice the pain.

   I lube the butt plug, rub and tap it on your ass hole.  You feel the tip
against pushing against you, you relax your anus as I push it in slowly all
the way to the base.  I start pumping it with its little hand pump so that
your ass fills up and your sphincter is stretched to the limit.  At this
point I am totally rock hard.  The stretching of your ass makes you hump
your hips, its painful and you want it out, but at the same time the
sensation really has made your honey flow.

   I take out the large rubber cock, and I look closely at your throbbing
pussy, yes your lips are actually throbbing maybe because of the butt plug?
Or maybe because you are so fucking turned on.  Sticking to our agreement
even though I am dying to finger bang your cunt to a dripping mess, I don't
even touch you.  Instead I place the large rubber cockhead at the entrance
to your hole and pretty quickly the full 9 inches is stuffed to the hilt
inside you.

   It looks so fucking hot, my cock is dripping with precum, my cockhead is
totally wet with it.  I say "Denise both your holes are stuffed full, don't
you want to see how it looks?",

   You look at me through the mirror and nod your head.  Eyes pleading a
little.  I hold up the hand mirror and first you look back at it, then in
the mirrors in front of you you see what I mean.  Your ass and cunt are
stuffed full, the feeling is amazing and the sight of it in itself is
enough to make both of us cream.

   I then go to the front of the bed and stand in front of you.  I unzip my
pants.  You look up and my cock is dangling just inches from your ball
gagged mouth.  Even you are surprised to see how hard my cock is.  My veins
are bulging.

   I start stroking my cock.  Both of us hear the party but still luckily
no one has disturbed us.  Soon enough you see and then feel ribbons of
white cum hitting your face.  A very intense orgasm as I blast my load all
over you face, ball gag, and some of your 'expensive' hairdo.  All the
while I tell you all the dirty shit you are dying to hear:

   "SUCH A FUCK TOY DENISE, YOU ARE SUCH A SECRET SLUT, YOU LOVE TO HAVE
BOTH HOLES STUFFED, YOU LIKE BEING CUM COVERED.  YOU LOVE IT."

   I look down and your face is coated with my warm goo and one eye is
plastered shut with it.  The sight of you with the ball gag and cum
drenched is kinky as hell, you marvel as you look at yourself in the
mirror.

   We both hear voices coming toward the door.  I zip up and move quickly
to the door to double check it is locked.  Thank God it is!  Because the
door knob starts to turn.  Then we both hear the voice outside say "Hey it
is locked".

   It is a voice you immediately recognize.  It is the voice of someone you
admire and respect.  A colleague, family or a friend, anyway it is the
voice of the LAST PERSON ON EARTH you would ever want to see you in this
state - as you are stuffed full in all holes, cum drenched, and horny as
fuck.

   You look back at me through the mirror, as I am standing right beside
the door.  Here I am Bryce Denison, some guy you met in college and haven't
seen much in years, and complete humiliation is standing just behind that
door!  If Bryce was to open that door now what would my respected
colleagues think of me?  Not just on Monday but forever and ever?!

   With one pleading eye (as the other is still stuck shut with cum) you
look at me then you completely relax.  Because you can see in my eyes that
I won't betray your Trust , not now, or ever.  You actually start to relax.
I answer back through the door, "you can put your coat in the closet down
the hall".

   Moving quickly I pull the towel out of the bag, remove the rubber cock,
and butt plug first, then untie your ankles, I wipe all my cum off your
face and hair, remove the ball gag, and untie your wrists.  Within minutes
you are clean, panty clad and presentable, our coats are stacked on the bed
with the others, the bag hidden under a small table in the corner of the
room.  We open the door and walk out into the party, going our separate
ways.

   Neither one of us looking like we just did what we did.  In fact we both
look great.  Your trust in men regained, you seek out that cute guy you saw
on the way in.